Ye Kong stood on the back of the emperor's beast, with a calm look, no joy or sorrow in his heart, and his eyes fixed on the huge head of Daozu in front of him. He is still in blue. From the bottom, he has been like this. At the moment, his hands are shouldered, blue clothes and white hair are placed in the wind, which is no less than the face of the head portrait opposite. Behind him are thousands of Yutian people.

these people are full of ugly secret lines. These people are adults and children, men and women. They all look at Ye Kong's back.

for them,...